The Use and Need of the Life of Carry A. Nation eBook

For years the writer has been a traveling salesman,
occupying positions of trust and responsibility.
As is the universal trait among the larger element
of my class, I contracted the indulgence of liquor.
From its inception and social intercourse, it gradually
developed until I became an irresistible slave to
those base affinities—­lewd women and whiskey.
The result, inevitable as death, produced its dregs;
shattered health, separation of family, and social
and business ostracism. Prior to a month ago,
reparation and redemption from medical arid spiritual
aid, had proven valueless; with no alternative, I
became resigned to the results of a mis-spent life,
when, from the West came the voice and heroic deeds
of a woman. Simple yet fervent, intrepid yet
unique. You aroused the press and the people.
Your mission was born. Thousands, you may have
“influenced,” but me you have “redeemed.”
I have read your words with intenseness. Your
forcible acts have impressed me. I resolved and
have conquered. God bless you! I am now
organizing a temperance league among my brother traveling
men, paradoxical as it may sound, and am meeting with
a fair support, yet I believe an impetus and a stronger
influential lever can be extended through the expression
of your well wishes and any timely topics you care
to extend in furtherance of the cause. Asking
your kind indulgence, and with best wishes for your
ultimate welfare, believe me. Your loyal supporter,
W. S. Sanford.. Care Terre Haute House,
Terre Haute, Ind.

FROM A HEART-BROKEN MOTHER.

Patterson, New Jersey, Sept., 2nd, 1901—­Dear
Mrs. Nation:—­Will you come to this city
before going home? The conditions here are worse
than in any place in the whole country. One thousand
saloons run day and night, every day in the year.
Come for God’s sake. You can do so much
good, and if you smashed fifty or sixty of the hell
holes here you would be called an angel. Do Come!
and save the young of both sexes. Yours, A heart-brokenmother.

CHAPTER XIV.

CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE.

The life of a soul moved on by the Holy Spirit is
beyond human expression, as well as human understanding.
“He that is spiritual judgeth (examines) all
things. Yet he himself is judged or examined of
no man.” The spiritual man can see the
condition of the unregenerate for he was once in darkness,
but the unregenerate can never understand the condition
of the regenerate. The impulses that move one
born of God is one of the puzzles not possible to
be known by the wisdom of the wise of this world.
’Tis a secret, ’tis hidden, and can come
only by Divine Revelation and is always a miracle,
the greatest ever performed. It raises from the
dead, never to die again. It opens the eyes never
to be closed again, ’tis an armor that causes
us to handle serpents (devils) without harm and we